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Thursday, August 21, 2008

After I got divorced I was reluctant to get back into the “dating game.” I already had 6 children I did not want to upset them by introducing any new men into their lives.
This is why when I met my now husband, I refused his invitations for dinner and movies. However, when he suggested to take all my children and go on a picnic, and ride on inner tubes down the snow , I agreed to this “family” outing.
I watched as my children, laughing and happy, were riding down the mountain, bouncing over the bumps and mounds of snow. Then it was our turn, at first I refused, then agreed.

He held the inner tube for me as I settled myself in front. He gave me a shove, jumped on behind me and down the mountainside we went. I screamed with a mixture of fear and delight When suddenly, we hit a very large bump. The inner tube flew up, tipped over and continued without us.

Head-first, I tumbled into a snow bank and flipped onto my back. As I gazed up at the sky, I saw something flying through the air.

My blond wig!!!!

Rather than being embarrassed at my wig flying through the air, I was struck by the ludicrous picture I must have presented and began to laugh hysterically!

He was so surprised at my reaction that it was at that moment, he later told me, that he fell in love with me. - Edited, L.A.